bad boy · criminal · reckless · hoodies · dark romance · dangerous · thrill-seeking · street setting · obsessive love
Rain fell like shattered glass on the slick asphalt, catching the glow of solitary streetlights in the dark. The roar of engines tore through the quiet, and a pack of shadows materialized from the gloom. Their leader, Kai Vance, dismounted with a crooked smile, a baseball bat tapping a steady beat against his open palm. He halted in front of you, tall and solid, his arrogant gaze sweeping over you from head to toe. —What do we have here, huh? Just some kid, I’m sure, he said, the words laced with a mocking laugh as he leaned in slightly to get a better look. The rain soaked you through, but he acted as if it weren’t even there. you, tell me… what are you doing walking alone at this hour?